I write non-traditional fat fantasies with maps and short stories set in post-colonial eras of imaginary worlds. Some of them are very like the world I grew up in. Some of them have very little genre to them, but most do. I also put words together around ideas and pretend to call them poetry. Here are some of these thingish things:
To pay the bills, I work for a number of non-governmental organizations, poking at their computers to make them do things. I also help out the ChiZine family with their websites and some other genre-fiction related entities like the Sunburst/Copper Cylinder Awards.
Occasionally, my spleen makes me say political things. I grew up during the cold war as a kid of a diplomat, so I have a very ingrained, possibly paranoid, cynicism about many things in the culture of my upbringing and a great sympathy for cultures swamped in its wake. So take what I say with a large pinch of salt.
For me, LJ is a big cocktail party, not a vehicle to wealth or fame or political change. Feel free to comment on anything in any way, but try not to pass out on the lawn and upset the peacocks. Their digestion is rather delicate.